Opener Match: Wet and messy match Gaster vs Takeuchi

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"Hah...hah...if you apologize to me...and admit that I am a better wrestler...I might just let you go.", GASTER would tell to Daisuke as he was grabbing at her arm to pry it away from his neck...and failing, the oil making it slip right off of the Shadow Lord's smooth limb.

She felt the Wrestling Prince trying to escape. Grabbing at her waist, and his arms wandering to find a part to latch onto to force the Shadow Lord to abandon the hold. The feeling of dominance in the encounter, trapping the arrogant Daisuke in a very difficult to escape hold...it filled the Shadow Lord with confidence as she cranked away at her rival's neck...

...that was, until she felt Daisuke's hand at strap of her bikini top:

"W-what are y-----ACK!"

With one rough yank, Daisuke would pull on the strap, and Clara felt the cups of the bikini dig into her chest...and with a very loud pop from the cloth of the swimsuit, it was clear that the bikini didn't come out unscathed in this attack.

GASTER's cheeks would flush at the sound...as her eyes slowly wandered downwards...

...before she saw her naked d-cup chest, barren for all in the audience outside of LAWs of Love show...and of course, millions watching at home to see:

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!", the Shadow Lord let out a loud scream of panic, immediately abandoning her cravate, and hugging herself, desperate to hide her naked chest, as she searched for her bikini...

...and found it in Daisuke's hand:

"G-g-g-give that back, you perverted idiot!", she said, attempting to grab at remains of her bikini top in Daisuke's hand!

[Teenwrestler]

Being trapped in Clara's submission move wasn't an enjoyable experience. The Cravat submission was really putting the pain around his face and neck, Daisuke was struggling to try and get a good grip of her hands or wrists to try and pry them off. Her hands grinded against his face and Daisuke moaned in pain, struggling to escape. The wrestling prince was once more being out-grappled by someone he thought was a failed pro wrestler which only made him feel even more pissed off.

"Arrghh N-never! Uurgghh" he would continue to moan, finding it a tough ask to escape. His hands would eventually creep up behind her back, he might be looking to grab onto her hair or something but instead held onto the back of her bikini string and yanked on them, forcing them to open up and expose the masked wrestler.

Daisuke hadn't realized what he had accidentally done until he heard a shriek of surprise from his opponent. The wrestling prince did succeed in one way, the accidental stripping of her bikini top did make her let him go from the submission. Daisuke stumbled forward onto his belly, before rolling over onto his back. "Owww w-what the hell happ-HUH?!" his eyes widened as he watched Clara hugging herself, protecting her boobs from being exposed. For a moment he felt bad but then realized, this sort of thing wasn't illegal and if Clara was so embarrassed about this situation- it would make an easy win for him.

"Ngh what's wrong? Can't handle a light breeze against your bare chest" he would joke, bringing his legs up to kick her away when she tried to snatch her bikini top back. Daisuke would scrunch up the top, ruining the garment before throwing it to the crowd!

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Clara's thoughts were all over the place at the moment. She was exposed in front of 1000 people sitting outside the LAW arena, she was exposed on closed television...but no doubt her topless picture would make rounds online! Alice will see, her parents will see...

"Give that ba---AAAAGH!", GASTER cried out as Daisuke kicked her away from him, nailing a hard strike to her stomach!

The Shadow Lord would slip back as her hands moved to her stomach on instinct, still trying...but somewhat failing to conceal her breasts.

And, to add insult to injury, Daisuke would throw her bikini top away to the LAW faithful, as they cheered the Wrestling Prince for his actions against the poor half-naked woman:

"Y-y-y-y-you have no right to call me a lewd wrestler anymore! Not when you are this perverted to strip a woman in the middle of the match!", the Shadow Lord complained, rising from Daisuke's kick...

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke had no intention of stripping the Shadow Lord of her dignity, it was an honest mistake as he was trying to escape the submission. However, Clara would never believe him and it was not like he was trying to convince her that it was an accident. Now that he had accidentally stripped her, Daisuke noticed she seemed much more flustered than most lewd wrestlers would when stripped- maybe he could use that as an advantage to win this match?. He would kick her away when she attempted to snatch the top back and then proceed to throw her bikini top into the crowd.

Daisuke got back up on his knees, stretching his neck a bit while grinning at her when she accused him. "Me?! A lewd wrestler?! Oh please...you're the one who forced me into this, now I'm going to do whatever it takes to beat you" he hissed, before suddenly lunging at her while she was distracted. The wrestling prince would go behind her, looking to wrap his arms around her neck in a dragon sleeper submission, forcing her to lean backwards against him and making sure her beasts were exposed to the crowd.

"Give up, I've had enough of wrestling around in this pathetic oil against you! Give up!" he hissed.

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"Y-y-y-y-you were the one who forced me to---ah!"

As Daisuke distracted the masked wrestler with a bit of small talk, GASTER wouldn't expect Daisuke to dash to the side of her, quickly managing to get behind her and seize her head from behind the Brit, pressing his bicep right onto her neck to stop the flow of blood to her head...

But, what's worth, as he had the Brit trapped firmly in the hold, that meant GASTER had to move her arms away from her bare chest, or risk being choked out!

"Ghhhk! Aaagh..."

Humiliation from public nudity or humiliation from losing to Daisuke...and likely, still from public nudity? There was only one choice for the Shadow Lord.

As she simply moved her arm from her chest, and felt warm autumn breeze blow at her nipples, she let out a moan, and blushed under her mask as the crowd saw her bare breasts in full view of the crowd!

"Ugh...I...I will get out of here! I will put you through ultimate humiliation for this!", GASTER threatened, trying to undo the hold just enough to slip her head from under Daisuke's grip!

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke couldn't believe it, how dare this peasant accuse him of forcing her to do anything?!

"W-what?! Forced you to do what?! Don't be so ridiculous you disgusting tomboy" he barked at her after he had trapped her in a dragon sleeper submission. Once again, Daisuke had to re-adjust his grip a couple of times due to the slippery conditions but he felt his submission was secure enough to restrict her breathing and cause her some discomfort. Daisuke grinned in satisfaction, THIS was going to be the moment when he finally proves her wrong. It was lovely to see Clara trying to hide her bare breasts while also trying to escape the submission.

Daisuke almost chuckled at that sight, before hearing Clara's words which made him raise an eyebrow. "Escape? Ultimate humiliation? You're such a deluded woman, GASTER" he growled, looking to snake his legs around her waist to trap her in a body scissors submission on top of the dragon sleeper. He gritted his teeth in effort, squeezing in both holds. It wasn't as secure or tight due to their oily frames but enough to cause her some pain.

"You can't do nothing?! You hear me?! Grruughh just GIVE up" he hissed.

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As GASTER tried to get out of the hold in spite of her trying to cover her naked chest, Daisuke was doing everything in his power to make sure that this Dragon Sleeper ended the match. He was constantly readjusting his arm for the hold, making sure his bicep dug into her neck, and in addition to that, snaked his legs around her torso, squeezing and crushing her ribs!

Her breathing was limited even further as she kept squirming, the oil allowing her to slip a little bit in Daisuke's grip...but nothing substantial enough to allow her to escape...

However, the Wrestling Prince's venomous words fueled her anger. She stopped trying to break the hold, and changed tactics:

"Gaaagkh...N-NEVER!", she defiantly screamed out, attempting to ram her elbow right into Wrestling Prince's chest!

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke was impressed that GASTER had managed to prolong this match to its current length. Even if he didn't want to admit it, there was no way this masked woman was simply a lewd wrestler with no talent. Daisuke had her trapped in a pretty strong submission hold, squeezing her out in a dual submission hold of the dragon sleeper and body scissor. Yet still, the topless masked wrestler would refuse to give up and do everything to struggle and squirm, frustrating the prince.

Somewhere in his own over-confidence and his constant readjusting of his grip, Clara was allowed some room to breathe and squirm around which eventually lead to her throwing her elbow back and striking Daisuke's chest with it. "Gruughh!" Daisuke groaned, letting go of the sleeper to bring his hands towards his chest and slowly even releasing his legs from around her waist to back up.

"Owww, you..there's no way you can still wrestle" he hissed, almost in disbelief. He had put her through a bearhug, sleeper, scissor and even humiliated her by removing her top yet still she continued?!

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Soon enough after her assault with hard elbow strikes to Wrestling Prince's chest, Daisuke would release the Shadow Lord. GASTER would roll off of her

"Aaah..hah...heh...not so weak after all, huh?", she would comment as she pushed herself back up to her knees in oil, expecting Daisuke to do the same as she lifted her right arm into the air:

"I can...hah...still wrestle...unless you are so exausted, you'd rather just give up here?", the Brit continued to mock the Wrestling Prince...

[Teenwrestler]

GASTER managed to escape yet another one of Daisuke's submission hold. She was crafty if anything but the wrestling prince wasn't going to lose to a stubborn Brit. Staggering back onto his butt, he only took a moment to massage his chest before rising up onto his knees and watching Clara do the same. She was clearly out of breath, panting as she spoke to him.

The two were yet again, face to face whilst on their knees. Daisuke would raise his eyebrow and didn't even feel threatened or angry by her words. "Look at yourself! You're exposed, panting, exhausted and drenched in oil and sweat...yet you ask ME if I should give up due to exhaustion? HAH!" he mocked her back before sliding forward on his knees, looking to clinch with her again in an attempt to dominate her and push her down onto her back.